“The internal creative force that I choose to embody proceeds intentional effort to create confident external results, and that makes up my life.”

Everyday situations arise
I take them as they come, but I am also intentionally driven to accomplish the goals I’ve set for myself
I hold myself to a standard
Expectations are saviors because they enable us to lift spirits and serve our own purpose
as personal responsibilities to ourselves take hold
The promises we keep in our hearts only to share them aloud
In a wider frame
When times present as challenges
I am resilience
I represent diligently
The inspiration I breathe
To make an impact as motivator
As therapist
As artist
As creator
From my mind
And fluidly into the world - a powerful mode of being

Arrival of a vision- Artist and Expressive Arts Mental Health Therapist

A resilient connected soul is the vein of a wildly creative heart

I was in a museum
Picture framed
Hunger and healing
Into the morning
Into the lives of the living
They were felt pain

In a language not of our making
Strange and incomprehensible
I thought I wanted you to kiss me
Amidst these days with flesh
Bones encompassed by your hurt
Words are not meant to harm
In steamed air
But they made the attempt

Your puppet tongues
Sampled the sounds of rainforests
To swiftly curl into view
Unseen
Anemic
Crystal objects

Feeling Unbreakable

I learned to savour the days like the nectar of a hummingbird
Patient as an unborn child
Eyes staring down
It is finally possible to breathe
All the matter in my lungs
Lifted by the weight of
A new chapter’s
beginning

The words
Vested through falsities
Labeled in cryptic currencies
Smoking and burning the wire

Every year he’d try the same manipulations
Like a deceit that
Used to come back in the form of a cancer
Kept in remission and finally erased


Transferred acts drenched in defeat
Rejection over again
                  
Cannot harm me

I pinned my feelings down and captured them like an insect making its escape
Anywhere but here I said.

I can start again because I came to terms with my freedom. And it feels so good.

The human cost of personal suppression overcomes any fear of not creating your best life, that even the martyred butterfly will reappear to live again and again in the space of love and courage

It will bring in everything like a fisherman’s net at sea

Though the waves do not catch everything
It is up to you to find what you hold onto
there’s just no other way
And I’m still dancing
Because vulnerability
Is not a science
And self-determination is the essence
Of our peace of mind


The truth of relationship
with ourselves
That helps us to define every other
We develop in our lives

And there will be many
That is the fullness of time, full bodied, to live an embodied life that makes each one of us who we are

To test our range
To enlarge our eye’s vision
To keep to it
And to live for the changes we all have the capacity to engrave in the ways we choose to create
That is the transition to transformation

Stay with the intention  
Is learning to look in the mirror

As a circle emphasizes encouragement
it goes around
And
Builds your fort of security

Seeing the likeness in another
And appreciating it’s quality of same
And different
What is the message you have?
That is acceptance

Keeping up with the Sandbags

Realizing it hurts    
         Allows oneself to find
Eyes just judge
         Courageous
Let me express or leave
         Character in a circle unknown
All attempts to connect    
         Exonerates
Ties my bonds up in string      
         Power exhausted
Empties my cup
         To create and understand
         An identity unknown
Teaches me to trust
my tears  
         Memories uprooted from the ground    
persist
Owning them is living  
          Emblematic emotions make me want to feel needed
          Feel what it feels like  
                 to mourn
         And that’s importance